Poem: What Would?


What would?

Pearwood, I presume.
Perhaps poplar? 

Surely not sycamore,
Nor Norway Spruce.

Willows are wishywashy 
And alder's asleep.

Oak is too old
And fir is but a fluff.

Ash is too angelic,
Thorn is too tough! 

Ah! Ne'er mind,
Tis bone!

- Brother Valentine Garnett
some Saturday baking bread, a.s. LIX

Just me, no A.i.



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